Okay, you admit. Maybe getting drunk at a party wasn’t the best idea but it was fine.

Naturally you called your older brother to pick you up and minutes later he pulled up in a rush.

“Get in.” He said as soon as he spotted you. Jesus..

You stumbled into the passenger seat, adjusting your dress. Schlatt started the car and even in your drunk state you could tell he was mad.

“Are you okay? Did anything happen?” He asked you.